Special Love

Watching the child in my classroom
Who is watching me
She turns her head slightly
Never taking her blue eyes off me
I put my my hands on my hips
She does the same
I laugh and walk over to her
She says HUG
I give her a hug and kiss her on the cheek
and I look into those eyes
Eyes I have looked into numerous times
over the last few years
I see the love for me in those eyes
I know she loves me as much as I do her
I often wonder what is going on in her mind
when she sees me
Wondering as she graduates
If in her mind she will remember me
and if she will miss me
We share a special bond
That started from the very beginning
We have had some very hard days together
Always managing to make it through
Just for a moment I would like to look through her eyes
See what she sees and feel what she feels
So that I could understand
Just for a moment I would like for her to see into my heart
And know that I love her as much as if she were my own....


Working in a special education classroom can be very tough, but the love I feel for these kids and the unconditional love they give me is the most rewarding job anyone could have. They are Gods Angels!! This young lady graduates this year and she is very, very dear to me...

Deep Quiet Satisfaction

Sitting in the dark rocking
I can hear the rain hitting the roof
and smell coffee brewing from the kitchen
I am completely enjoying my lazy Saturday morning
But with sadness I realize spring break is over
and with a thrill of excitement
I know summer is on the way.....

Fiction

Walking in the room she lays down her things
He looks up at her taking in what she wore
They say their hellos before talking about their night
As she turns to listen to him
Their eyes meet with unspoken words
He stands and leans close
whispering in her ear
She looks at him and smiles
She reaches up straightening his collar
and her breath quickens as he moves a strand of hair from her face
I read in her face the memory of
The Last Kiss
The Last Touch
Both of them so unaware
I just read their secret......

1982

When I think of summer
I think of you
Long warm days
Swimming in the creek
Getting to know your likes and dislikes
Listening to the stories about your brothers
Taking long drives in your 69 Ford pickup
I think back and remember the night we sat on the grass watching the fireworks
I felt so safe with your arms wrapped around me on that warm 4th of July night
That was the night I knew I had fallen in love with you
My husband of 26 years......

Flat Ground

Adrenalin flowing
Heart racing
Closing my eyes
Hanging on with all my strength
Holding my breath
Feel the fear
Feel the excitement
What turn is coming soon
Opening my eyes
Riding the roller coaster of life......

Struggle

I know what is in my mind
I know what is in my heart
Separating the two is the problem......

Two plus One equals Four

Two actors in a play
One person
Three characters in the story
Three people
Three members in the audience
Curtain closed
Six people in the theater
Many, many extras have come and gone
Two actors in a play
Same person
Two totally different people
One mind
Two people, one heart
Two people , two hearts
Added all together equals
insanity.........

Charlene

When I think of you I smile
I go back in time and I can hear your voice
I think of the thousands of beads, all the yarn, and how creative you were
I go in my kitchen and pick up a cookbook written by you
I laugh at the words that are not really words
But they are your words and the recipes you have created
Time passes and we have moved on with our lives
and I ache for all the things you have missed
the graduations, the weddings, the babies
When I take a look around
I see your face
I see your smile
I see your eyes
I see you in the man I love
I see you in both of my beautiful girls
I thank God for your three sons
and your six grandchildren
and your two great grandchildren
I thank God for you
If not for YOU, the family I love would not have had LIFE........

In loving memory of my mother- in- law Charlene Cowan Brown

February 8 1938 - March 7, 1999

Just One MInute

As I walk across the bridge
I listen to the waterfall in the distance
I breathe in the sweetness of the early spring air
Looking up at the mountains
I see the leaves turning green
Cherishing this moment with God's creation
Loving the peace and quiet
I feel the warmth of the sun on my face
Just for a minute
Just one minute
I closed my eyes and the noise in my classroom
Faded AWAY......

The Beginning after The Ending

Looking and looking and I still can not see
Watching and waiting for the dust to settle
Ducking and dodging the flying debris
Trying to be patient
Wondering and hoping the storm will end soon
Waiting to survey the damage
Wishing and praying it is about to end
Trying to be patient
As my vision starts to clear
and the storm is about to calm
with patience I know you and I made it.....

A New Day

I pick up the snow white canvas
and position it on the easel
As I take the brush and dip it into the paint
I watch the colors blend into the surface
I know I can use any color to cover the canvas
and as I paint it comes alive with emotion
The color dances with shadows and beauty
Giving me freedom to speak through my minds eye
I know as I paint if I make a mistake
That the magic of painting compares to life
Just pick up and start over............

The Word Is

I look at the words
which at one time made me smile
I read the words
which at one time would have made my day
I think about the words
which at one time I would have believed
But now when I listen to the words I read
and I absorb what they mean
Now I understand the thought of meaningless words......

Women

Through life we find friends
who will be with us from now on
and then there are those who just pass through our lives.
Circumstances bring people together,
some good , some bad,
and we always wonder why.
We feel our friends pain as they do ours, sometimes pain
and heartache is what causes us to find them.
We understand them because they are so like us,
with all the mistakes, sometimes huge ones ,
but through our friends
we can recover and grow and forgive,
knowing if we could go back in time
we would change things
or would we
that awful circumstance maybe
the reason we found each other.......

Finally

Sense of peace overcoming me
Calmness in a painted picture
Weight lifting off the page as the words are written
Focusing on my thoughts of color in nature
Feeling the air cover me like a soft blanket
Breathing slowly as my eyes shut
Having the knowledge of being ok........

Last Chapter

Creating drama and living it
A novel come to life
Feeling the rain on my face
As I watch the words in front of me
Grow with increasing suspicion
Unsettling thoughts with pain in tow
Is this the last chapter
Is the novel about to end
Closing the book with sadness and relief.

life

Sleepless night with spinning mind
Watching you sleep
Thinking of all the years
I have been beside you
Waiting for the rocking chair and the grand kids......

Heartsong

I breathe in the scent
I listen to the sound
Quietly breathing
Chest rising and falling
I can almost hear the heartbeat
Taste the kiss
Feel the touch of hands
Through a broken pane of glass.......